Oh lovely photos picks, Mila! I am most drawn to the 4th Polaroid though... it has this almost grungy beauty about it that is very interesting to me! :)

And thank you (as always) for your sweet comment on my blog! I'm so glad you like to read as well! I LOVE to talk about books, and I don't know anyone around here who likes to read like I do. :(

I have not heard of "Night Train to Lisbon", you'll have to tell me if it is good!

Right now I am reading a couple of books, but one that is so mind and faith challenging, "A Reason For God" (by Timothy Keller)... a lot of people think it's a book just for religious people, but I think it's a wonderful, mind-opening read for people of religion AND for those who are skeptics of it all!

My name is Audrey Rogers. I am style editor for The Durham Sanctuary University Newpaper, I also am a contributor for fashionverbatim.net and have my own blog: www.befrassy.com I just wanted to say, that I LOVE your blog, its content is truly inspirational and I love the way you present fashion to your blogger audience. Yours has, I must admit, become a must-read for me. Anyway, I was wondering, would you like to exchange links? Personally I would love to reccommend your blog to my readers and would really appreciate it if you did the same for me. So let me know, check me out on www.befrassy.com for some delicious fashion ramblings and digressions!

Hihi, well, yes, you caught me in the act. :) I did ask you about if you were ever going to sell some of your polaroids because I think I would be interested if you did. I've been longing to buy some photos and other art to my room for a while now (especially as my decorating enthusiasm has been bigger than usual because I am looking for a new flat at the moment), and since I've seen some of your photos and know I like them, I thought it might be a possible way to go...

I'm sorry to hear you've had to struggle with your panic attacks and that you haven't found help. I also know someone else who is very aware of her panic attacks but they come anyway. She often gets them, it might be in a car whilst driving or at home walking down the stairs... So it sounds like there is no pattern there. Is there something with you that usually triggers the attack? Do you often find yourself in some situation when it begins and happens? For me, often when I get mine I have already been feeling odd throughout the day; I am tired, stressed or have pains or aches or am about to face an emotional decision I want to keep avoiding, for example.

When dealing with panic attacks, one thing I've also come across is how differently different people react to panic attacks. Not just the person who has them, but those around them. Sometimes the fear of others seeing you in that state of having an attack can trigger an attack. And, for example, once, my mum was present when I had mine. She just told me to put it together so that we could get out of the situation (we were up in a tower in a museum and I had problems getting down a small spiral stair case), which of course wouldn't help, it would only make things worse. So, sometimes people know what to say and sometimes they don't. And, all in all, like you said, others cannot really help... It is up to us.

I guess, if I want to look at the bright side (in the same vain you once mentioned accepting your lack of self confidence can actually be a way to learn to understand your humbleness), I could argue that in many ways, having my panic attacks has forced me to face and deal with the way my body and mind are connected. In many ways, also with the help of my truly great friends, I've learnt that my body is not someone or something separate from me, but it is all me. Today, I was even looking in the mirror and I think it may well have been that for the first time I really started to face the fact that I am who I am, all of me - that my body is not a separate thing from me I must live with, or something I own, but my very own flesh equals me. So, of course, panic attacks are a reminder of how both our body and mind are in everything we do and how they affect each other. You cannot separate them, and you cannot use one without the other.

And you don't have to. This is something I have been learning recently also. I have begun thinking it is very violent the way we now-a-days think our body should function regardless of our mind, for example. I have always had this odd way of thinking that I need to be able to cope in situations where my insides are saying no; like I need to be able to show a happy face or try to deal with things even though I am fearful on the inside and even my body starts reacting. I want to learn another way to be. This is not healthy and it is not good for me, or anyone. I am interested in learning about Eastern philosophies next, for example. Let's see.

You also mentioned a very tricky question in your latest message. You were wondering about whether you can really take the love others give you before you love yourself. It is a difficult topic. maybe learning to love yourself is a long process, one that goes on for all your life?

However, I do not have any clear answers for this... I know that during the years I've been growing up, it has helped me to love myself when someone has loved me (and I have seen I can be beautiful inside out in someone's eyes), but also, it has helped me to let others love me when I have learnt to love myself and see myself as worthy. It seems all to be intertwined; one follows the other in circles.

I guess what could be said is that love can never be wasted... If you give love, or receive love, if it really is love, it is going to touch you and make a difference in your life - no matter what.

It truly amazes me how many talented people there are in the world, and I am so glad that flickr has become a place for many of them to showcase their art. I have seen most of these except for the fourth one, which I think is the most stunning--it just seems so raw and musty with some sort of desolate story. I like how it is taken from somebodies window-- it looks like a story of solitude and all of those doors and windows on that empty street seem to evoke closed off stories of all the strangers we pass by everyday, who we will never know. So lovely.And thank you for your comment from a few days ago, your so sweet and it means so much to me :D.Ciao hun <3Marisa

Aww thanks, I love getting your comments! And I'm so glad I could inspire you... you inspire me all the time! :D And I can't wait for your next blog entry... I check your blog for new entries more than once a day! :P What can I say? I just love your blog! :)